Poem -

48 hours

Till lock down

What is one supposed to do. What the government says huh. What is one supposed to say it's the end of day's. What is one supposed to feel. Hopeless, hungry, angry, shut off and down only company thou 5 g. How good is that for society. Not at all my friends. Survival and suffering are not supposed to hold hands. Deni me of free will how can anyone   be all good with that. 

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